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Tyler's POV The night embraced the forest in shadows as I met Edward at the edge of the trees. He emerged from the darkness, his figure carrying an air of mysterious authority. The moon hung overhead, casting a surreal glow on the surroundings. "Tyler," Edward acknowledged, his tone calm and composed. "What news do you bring?" I wasted no time getting to the point. "Dahlia and Elias got back a few days ago. The pregnancy was a complicated hybrid ordeal, and to save the mother, they had to resort to a sleep spell. The child, once born, stopped aging at 21. An immortal." Edward's eyes, deep pools of ageless wisdom, met mine. "A sleep spell, you say? It seems to be a recurring theme in hybrid pregnancies. The delicate balance between life and death in such situations often requires drasti